Left All Alone

Gia struts into the massage room and bam—there's this dude sprawled out buck-naked on the mattress, looking all relaxed and ready. He grins and says he was told to wait right here. Lights dawn on Gia: the masseuse ditched him, so she jumps in with a sly offer to take over. He nods eagerly, and she doesn't hesitate—peels off her clothes, slathering that killer body in slick Nuru gel till she shines like a naughty dream. She climbs on, pressing her curves flush against his back, gliding up and down his spine, over that firm ass, and along those strong legs. Smooth as sin. 'Flip for me,' she purrs, and he rolls over, exposing everything. She swings into a steamy 69, wraps her hand around his throbbing dick, and starts pumping it slow and teasing. He dives in, tongue lapping at her wet pussy, and she dives right back—swallowing his cock whole down her throat, humming with wicked delight. After that mind-blowing head has him groaning, she leads him to the shower, drops to her knees on the wet tiles, and works him over with her hot mouth and eager hands until he explodes, pumping every drop straight into her greedy, welcoming mouth.